This is a song about "The 60s"

Still the man with the pan

Any way you can

Now all i am is alone

As the king upon the throne

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

From the gutter to the roof

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

Everything ain't what it seems

Thinkin of the the dreams

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Impeccable give it my note